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Jim Sparks Feature Article

By Sean Casteel

            In 1988, Jim Sparks was in his mid-30s and living a relatively comfortable life as a real estate and land developer when he began to awaken from a recurring dream that someone had been in his house during the night. He vividly recalled little creatures escorting him out of his bedroom as he slept, walking him through an unopened floor level window and into the woods near his home. He would have no further memory of what took place until he was returned by the same route by which he had been taken.

            Gradually, Sparks began to have more insight into what had caused the recurring dream and could consciously recall some of the actual events.

            “The conscious part,” Sparks said, “was I was lying in the bed and then I was awakened to a loud, whirling, RPM, whipping sound. It just kept getting louder and louder until it was screaming in my head. I felt this torque or this terrible energy coming from my stomach and working its way up into my torso. Then it was almost as if somebody pulled a roller coaster handle, and I felt an acceleration a hundred times faster than a roller coaster. I was disoriented, and it was G-forces beyond anything I’ve ever experienced.”

            Along with the disorienting effects of motion, Sparks also recalled feeling the familiar paralysis experienced by abductees. He said he cried out mentally, “I don’t want to die” before blacking out completely.

            “When I came to,” he said, “I found myself in a room that was aboard some—whatever—starship, craft. Paralyzed on a bench, with a desk-like thing with a screen on it, and then another larger screen up against the wall. So that was my first conscious experience with that, and from that point on almost all my experiences were consciously recalled.”

            Sparks has recently written about his abduction history and what he feels it all ultimately means in a new book called “The Keepers” (Wild Flower Press, 2006). After the initial breakthrough event, the experiences began to happen with increasing frequency, and Sparks had no understanding of just who these creatures were.

            “I didn’t know whether they were aliens or demons,” he said. “I didn’t understand any of this stuff, so it was pretty traumatizing in the first 18 months. At first, I didn’t see what was doing this, but in my peripheral vision I could see it was something small.”

            As the typical grays started to coalesce in his vision, Sparks began to undergo a learning process with an apparent alien alphabet, which he feels may have had something to do with an education in telepathic communication. [See the accompanying sidebar for more on the alien alphabet.] His task was to convert characters from the English alphabet into their alien equivalent. He would watch images on the larger screen and then copy them on the smaller screen in front of him.

            After he had gained some experience with the alphabet tasking, he was told telepathically that he was to apply his new skills to a kind of competition. He was amazed to see his wife there beside him, poised and ready to “compete.”

            “They wanted to see how fast I could do some of the things I’d learned,” Sparks said, “relative to how fast and efficiently she could. She was way better than I was. It just shocked me that she had so much involvement in this thing and I had had no clue about it. She was very efficient at it and not traumatized by it. She was natural with the whole thing.”

            After Sparks and his wife were returned home, she refused to talk about what had happened. Sparks eventually decided not to interfere with her use of denial as a method of coping and quit asking her to discuss her experiences.

            But Sparks was not happy about how things were going, to say the least.

            “The anger and loathing for the aliens was so strong,” he said. “I was never asked; I was never invited. I didn’t want to be any part of this stuff. What made it difficult for me, what made me angry all the time, is that they radiate energy that paralyzes you, that drains all the chemicals in your brain down into your body. So you’ve got fear, you’ve got anger, you’ve got adrenalin, you’ve got all this stuff going through you at the same time. You feel isolated and confused.

            “But as time went on,” he continued, “and I started getting ‘used’ to these sensations, I realized that it’s nonhuman intelligence, with the emphasis on ‘nonhuman.’ They don’t have human social skills. They don’t come from a place that is like us and the way we interact. They’re straight and to the point and they get the job done. So I also learned over time in the abduction experiences that the more I cooperated, the sooner I could go home. But I’d always resisted, always fought them in any way, shape or form. Any kind of experiment, any kind of test, anything they ever wanted to do, I did everything I could to booby-trap it, to just make it where it wouldn’t work.”

            Meanwhile, the aliens seemed to take Sparks’ resistance in stride.

            “Emotions isn’t the word for these guys,” Sparks said. “They do have emotions, but they’re emotions that I don’t understand. They were pretty tolerant about my anger. But every word in the book that you can think of would come out of my mouth. There were times in the early years—I laugh about it now—when I would scream and cuss at them at the top of my lungs and then they’d paralyze my mouth so I couldn’t yell. Then I would keep that inside me like that, screaming inside my head at them.”

            After seeing that his anger served little useful purpose, Sparks said he began to have a change in attitude and started to actually be fascinated by what he was learning.

For instance, he was shown something very interesting about the nature of time as it is manifested in the abduction experience.

            “Let’s say I was pulled and onboard,” he said, “and we were doing a task. And one ET would be in the left corner of the room and there was another one in the center of the room. And I was working on some kind of puzzle on that screen-table I was telling you about earlier. The experience lasted for let’s say an hour and a half, then it was done.

            “When I would get back,” he went on, “I might be home ten days and then get pulled onboard again. And I would find myself exactly where I left off. The same being would be in the same corner of the room and the other one would be in the center of the room and I’d find myself sitting in front of the same puzzle. So it was almost as if I might have left for a second or two where they were, even though I was gone for ten days here.

            “So when I started seeing things like that, it started to fascinate me even more. Are these guys not aging when they’re in this other dimension? The time flow was different, and the laws of physics as we understand them don’t apply to whatever dimension that they’re working in. And that’s when I started learning stuff.”

            Nevertheless, the overall trauma of the experience must not be underestimated.

            “I can’t put that aside, okay?” Sparks said. “In spite of how I’m so even-keeled with it now and I understand so much more and I can take it as it comes now. But I’m not embracing alien culture here. I’m still very guarded about it, and I always have been. I don’t take anything they say at face value. I always question and study what they’re saying, and I don’t ‘absorb’ it just because they said it. The trauma, the horrific intrusion into my life, the impact that it had on daily human living, I can’t put that aside as being okay.” 

            In an attempt to free himself from the nightmarish trauma, Sparks made more than one attempt to escape using what he called “conventional methods.”

             “What I thought would work to get away from these guys,” he explained. “I would leave my house and go to another state. They would find me there. I would drive hundreds and hundreds of miles, and they would find me there. I would check into hotels in the middle of major cities, high rise hotels, and I would be in the middle of it, so I could be surrounded by all this concrete and everything, thinking that they wouldn’t bother me there. And I got pulled there as well. So no matter where I went, and no matter how I tried to escape, whether I was at home or I was somewhere else geographically, it didn’t make any difference. They would pull me.”

            Like most abductees, Sparks’ experiences run the gamut from “beautiful” to “terrifying.” When asked what was his most beautiful experience, Sparks talked about an incident in his book “The Keepers” in which he and some other abductees were shown images of the earth’s natural beauty.

            “Just how gorgeous our planet is,” he said. “Of course I hate the negativity. The screens slowly moved on to show how bad things are getting. I’ve heard people say that human beings are of interest to a lot of extraterrestrial, nonhuman intelligent beings for   different reasons. But as time has gone on, I think there’s nothing better in the universe than humans, because we’re the closest thing to animals that we could possibly be, and by the same token, we’re the closest thing possible to rationality and intelligence. We’ve got a combination of things here that are rooted in the basic animal part and the emotional part and the ability to intellectualize. In all the different things I’ve seen in the last 18 years out there, there’s nothing that comes close to what we are.”

            The most terrifying aspect of the abduction experience comes down to plain, old-fashioned fear of dying, according to Sparks.

            “What would be scary would be the fact that these things come in the middle of the night, and then suddenly your heart rate’s at a thousand miles an hour, you’ve got adrenalin flowing, you’ve got fear flowing, you’ve got everything going through your body and you’re just wondering, ‘Am I going to live?’ So you’re always wondering if you’re going to make it each time. But as time went on, I realized that I didn’t die. I always got back safe, and I was always okay. So I hung on to the thought, during those terrifying times, that I’ve always made it through this and lived. So why should I think it’s going to be anything other than that? I’ve got a long way to go with this, but it’s finally going somewhere at least. I’m seeing something here.”

            As regards the government and its role in the whole abduction phenomenon, Sparks does report a couple of incidents in his book in which he awakened to find he was in the presence of earthly, military personnel who seemed to be working on the same agenda as the aliens. But the fact that this cross-species cooperation is so tightly covered up acts as a kind of poison, in Sparks’ opinion.

            “We know that it’s a poison,” he said, “when the government covers up something that we know to be so and makes us look silly. Because then it makes you question their truthfulness when it comes to anything or any of their policies. And that’s not a good thing. I understand why, in the earlier years, say the 40s or 50s, that they would want to do something like that, because we were so far removed from anything high-tech. Then as the 60s, 70s and 80s came along, different alien species were making contact and interacting with various heads of state, those that are in power, and trying to   work to correct problems with the environment, that kind of thing.”

            But there was still the problem of human greed and lust for power to factor in. The aliens decided that their campaign of outreach to human leaders had failed, and they began to shift their efforts to making contact with the average person. 

             “Do you remember those years when the abductions were happening by the thousands on a weekly basis?” Sparks queried. “That in a sense was a power play. A lot of average people were being contacted and abducted and were receiving information. Now probably tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of abductees may have what I know stored inside them, in their subconscious. The idea is to keep the leaders in check by having perhaps millions of humans that all of a sudden can wake up one day and know everything. So in order for us to politically join the galactic neighborhood, we’ve got to clean up our own backyard first. And we’ve still got a ways to go.” 

             But there may still be alien agendas that are not necessarily in the best interests of mankind, Sparks cautions.

            “There are different agendas with different species of ETs who use raw material or raw natural resources for their own benefit. They view us as simply cows in a pasture. Now that’s not the bulk of them, but that’s been going on for thousands of years with human beings, and of course we’ve been oblivious to it. I’ve started to understand the business of natural resources and the callous, non-caring attitude of some of the aliens. There are particular beings that seem to need the different types of energy that we emit, whether it’s love or hate, as well as our biological materials.”

            The idea of human emotions being farmed and harvested is strange enough, but apparently the aliens also use those human energies in their own particular kind of commerce.

            “They barter these things throughout the cosmos,” Sparks said. “There are commercial reasons that are at play here. These are intelligences that have gone beyond the spiritual debate as to whether this is proper or not. It’s just something that they do.”

            Still, Sparks feels there is good reason for hope in spite of the grim foreboding that seems to spring so naturally from the phenomenon.

            “I’m getting glimpses,” he said, “and having experiences here that are very, very promising. Here’s the really cool stuff: I’ve been having experiences in the last couple of years that have involved Plain Jane, everyday human beings from the future. The near future—meaning anywhere from a few hundred years to a couple of thousand years ahead. People that come back here and intermingle with us. They say a few things, but they’re tightlipped about what their time is really about. For good reason, I guess.

            “So if we’ve got people coming back from the next few hundred to a couple of thousand years in the future, that tells me obviously that we’re still going to be around. Now what we may go through between now and then, I’m still not sure yet. But all indications are that there is a timeline we’re inevitably going to cross one day. Right now we’re at a ‘preserve,’ so to speak, or a sanctuary, in regard to what the rest of the cosmos is about. And maybe it’s tomorrow, maybe it’s ten years from now, but we’ll get to a certain point in our timeline, as we comprehend time, and once we reach that point, a lot of this is going to break out and things will change.”

            Meaning open contact, according to Sparks.

            “Where it’s no longer a secret,” he said. “Where it can’t be contained anymore. Right now, we’re in a state of ‘ignorance is bliss,’ even though that’s extremely frustrating, because we want to know everything. But I think we’re running out of options for keeping this a secret anymore. We’re almost at the end of the line. The expression ‘live and learn’ could not apply any more urgently than it does here. If you live, you learn.”

            [Visit Sean Casteel’s “UFO Journalist” website at www.seancasteel.com  Casteel is the author of “UFOs, Prophecy and the End of Time,” “Signs and Symbols of the Second Coming,” and “The Excluded Books of the Bible,” all of which are available online at Casteel’s website as well as through Amazon.com and Filament Books.]

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